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During the two days of the black flames, Ling Xiao hid in his cultivation room after finding out that all the Soul Guards in the Demon God's Pagoda had been annihilated. Other than Long Yuxuan, no one knew what he was doing.

Even though Long Yuxuan was very worried, she believed that Ling Xiao, this man who had been creating miracles, would definitely perform miracles once again.

In Ling Xiao's room, Ling Xiao was currently sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed and hands locked together in various kinds of strange hand seals. In front of him was the pitch-black god of slaughter, who was lying on the ground.

The picture was of a large circle connected to seven circles. On the top of the seven circles, Ling Xiao placed many amethysts.

If others were to see so many amethysts, they might immediately go crazy because the value of these amethysts were enough to buy all the cities in any of the sects in the Three Realms.

Right now, Ling Xiao did not care how much these amethysts were worth. All she wanted to do was complete the refining process for the Slaughter God.

Amongst the demonic techniques that the master of the Demon Soul had given to Ling Xiao, there was a method of refining a weapon. It allowed those weapons that possessed intelligence and were extremely difficult to control to communicate with the master's consciousness, allowing the master to temporarily use the weapon without suffering any backlash from the weapon.

This skill, Demon Soul Sacrifice Technique, was just perfect for Ling Xiao to practice on the God Slayer. Furthermore, it just so happened that Ling Xiao possessed the conditions to practice on the God Slayer, the Soul-link Master's Loathsome Evil.

The souls of the soul masters that Ling Xiao had killed with the Green Luo Soul-Stealing Incense and the Black Flame of the world had all been absorbed by Ling Xiao's Fiendgod Token. This was what Ling Xiao planned to do.

He knew that with Yue Xia Nan's capabilities, if he did not have the God Slayer Art in his hands, no one in West River City would be a match for Yue Xia Nan.

And Ling Xiao had also heard from Shang Zi that Yue Xia Nan had obtained a Divine Weapon from the Heavenly Soul Realm, which was just enough to restrain the God Slayer. Thus, Ling Xiao needed the power to massacre gods, and it was the kind of power that surpassed the previous ones.

Even though this Demon Soul Sacrifice Technique could only be used once and could only be used for twelve hours at a time, and there was also the risk of suffering a backlash from failing the refinement, Ling Xiao had no other choice.

The Seven Devil Ancestor and Min Tianqi had already abided by their agreement. Moreover, the Seven Devil Ancestor had already helped out in less than ten days. If it were not for Ling Xiao taking care of the rest, he would not have had the Seven Devil Ancestor and Min Tianqi continue cooperating with him.

Therefore, Ling Xiao had to take care of this God Slayer.

However, Ling Xiao's hands were like lotuses as they formed a seal one by one, carving on the body of the God Slaughterer.

As if sensing that someone was unsealing it, the slumbering Tu Shen began to hum and tremble. Following which, a black aura was emitted from his body, rapidly enveloping Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao immediately took out her Fiendgod Token. With a flash of golden light, one soul master after another was injected into the God Slayer.

The ball of black gas was like a cat smelling the scent of blood. It immediately turned around and pounced towards the vengeful souls of the soul masters.

"Ah!" The tormented souls were being corroded by the black gas, letting out ghostly wails and wolfish howls. The mournful wails never stopped, causing everyone to go crazy.

Thankfully, Ling Xiao was not an ordinary person. After witnessing all sorts of tragic situations, Ling Xiao was already immune to such misery. She would not be moved by the screams of these souls.

These people were here to kill him. Why couldn't he use the souls of these enemies to refine them?

Of course, many of the souls of the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect had long since been placed in another place by Ling Xiao alone, waiting for the right opportunity to find their physical bodies and allow them to be reborn.

He was the Martial Uncle of a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, so he naturally wouldn't use his Martial Nephew's soul to refine a weapon.

The miserable cries continued. The speed at which the Fiendgod Token released its soul became faster and faster. More and more black gas also escaped from the God Slayer, crazily devouring the souls.

This devouring continued for more than six hours. Only when none of the tokens attacked the soul of the Divine Soul Master of the West River did the black gas turn into the face of a demon. It opened its mouth wide and burped loudly.

"Seal." Ling Xiao shouted as an imprint flew towards the demon's face, carving a bright "imprint" onto it.

"Aooo." The demonic face roared and its face twisted in pain as it gaped at Ling Xiao, as though it wanted to swallow her whole.

However, the word "imprint" was deeply embedded in his face, preventing it from moving forward. It could only grimace in pain and jump up and down on the spot.

Even so, Ling Xiao's Seven Souls were connected to the character in the imprint, but she still suffered from the attack from the demonic face. It was as though her bones were about to be shattered by something.

"Rage with your Grandpa Ling, you don't even have a chance." Ling Xiao forcefully swallowed her mouthful of blood as she stared fiercely at the fiendish face. "If you continue being so arrogant, if I provoke Grandpa Ling, he'll seal you forever and turn you into a piece of scrap metal."

The Infernal face was not afraid of Ling Xiao's threats and continued jumping up and down. Even though Ling Xiao was using pills to replenish her soul power while desperately increasing the power of the word "seal", she was still unable to subdue the Infernal face.

"Little Ling, let me do it." A golden beam of light flew out of the slaying god and quickly merged into the devil's face.

The fiendish face that was originally very arrogant immediately turned into a mass of extremely supple black gas, gently drilling into Ling Xiao's hall.

Instantly, Ling Xiao could sense the connection between him and the God Slayer. Now, with just a thought, the God Slayer would use its strongest power to help her.

At the same time, Ling Xiao also felt an extremely gentle yet familiar mass of chaotic soul force fusing into her seven souls. It was rapidly healing the damage she had suffered to her soul from forcefully suppressing the Slaughter God.

"Uncle Xiao..." The elder, who had turned into a soul and was trying to help him to the end, could not help but shed tears at the corner of his eyes.

"Little Ling, don't cry. This is the last time Uncle Xiao will talk to you. Uncle Xiao doesn't have much time, so you have to listen carefully, understand?" Right now, there was not even a single shadow of Xiao Beiji. Only his gentle voice remained.

"Understood." Ling Xiao nodded as she used her soul power to dry the tears on her face. "Uncle Xiao, please tell me. What unfulfilled wishes do you have? I will definitely fulfill them for you."

"Haha, Xiao Ling can grow so fast, Uncle Xiao is very pleased, as long as Xiao Ling lives, it is Uncle Xiao's greatest wish." "This is Uncle Xiao's promise to your father, so naturally, you have to keep your promise for the rest of your life. When you see your father, Ling Feng, in the future, you can tell him that the promise he made has been fulfilled and he is not ashamed of his friend."

"Yes." He felt great admiration for the Xiao Beiming family for abiding to their promises. At the same time, he could not help but feel a trace of resentment for his father.

It's obviously something that a father like you should do, why did you let your friend sacrifice his life to accomplish it.

"Why did you agree to my father's request?" Ling Xiao could not help but ask out of curiosity, "Is it just because he helped you realize your dream of protecting the continent?"

Xiao Beiji chuckled. "Yes, to me, this is an extremely important ideal. When I was young, my family was extremely poor, and I was raised up because of the help of my neighbors. Thus, I vowed to become an outstanding soul master, possessing the power to help everyone in need."

"You already know what happened afterwards, so I don't need to say it anymore. Xiao Ling, if there is anything else I wish for, I will speak to you one last time: First, find a quiet place and help me bury my Junior Sister Mu Xiaoyun's body. Second, no matter what happens to you in the future, you have to remember, you are always your own body, not anyone's substitute. You don't need to live for anyone, or die for anyone, even if that person is your most intimate person …"

After saying those two sentences, Xiao Beimei's soul completely faded, turning into the chaotic soulforce within Ling Xiao's body.

From then on, there was no longer any such person as Xiao Beiji in the world. Even his soul had disappeared.

Ling Xiao sat on the ground in a daze, speechless for a long while.

In his mind, his past experiences with Uncle Xiao kept repeating themselves. This man who used his life to fulfill his promise never harmed him, so Ling Xiao always believed that his final words were for her sake.

As for the first sentence of the last two sentences of the Northern Swords, it was understandable to Ling Xiao that this was human nature. Ling Xiao also intended to fulfill her promise to Wang Ze Yuan and bury Wang Ke properly.

However, Ling Xiao truly did not understand why Xiao Beiji had said that last sentence.

Who was the person closest to him? The women who were related to him, Uncle Xiao didn't seem to mean that.

Then who was this closest person referring to?

Without a doubt, it was Ling Xiao's father.

Ling Xiao naturally did not believe that Xiao Beimei was referring to Ling Xiao's mother, because she did not even know Ling Xiao's mother.

The only possibility was naturally Ling Xiao's father, Ling Feng.

"Why did Uncle Xiao say that? He's reminding me of something." Ling Xiao frowned as she considered many possibilities, but was still unable to come up with an answer.

Most likely, Xiao Beimei was referring to his father wanting him to be his substitute, then having him live and die for his father, Ling Feng.

How is this possible?

Ling Xiao still remembered the back of the person who had turned around and left when he was six years old. With endless helplessness and crystal clear tears under the sunlight, Ling Xiao could deeply feel it.

This back would make him die. Even if he killed Ling Xiao, she would not believe him.

Only when Ling Xiao saw this scene with her own eyes could she believe that it was real.

Since she could not figure it out, Ling Xiao did not want to. In any case, she did not know when she would be able to see that back.

If he thought about it now, wouldn't it be fine to ask him personally?

Putting away these messy thoughts, Ling Xiao's mind stirred as she kept the God Slayer into space. She slowly opened the cultivation room's door.

Outside the door, Long Yuxuan was anxiously waiting for Ling Xiao. The moment she saw the door open, she came out to greet him. With a voice that contained some unconcealable joy, she said, "Success."

Ling Xiao nodded and smiled at Long Yuxuan, "Yes, it's a success. Now, let's go find the dragon array. In two days, he'll be our main force."

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